Augustus Under the Horseshoe

"Well!!!"

After hearing the voice of the horse, Irushiel struggled more violently, and the warchief looked back—the shadow dancer’s hands were tied to the cross joints of his halberd’s spear, axe, hammer, and long handle. , Ka's stubbornly, he was two meters three meters tall, and he fought the halberd on his shoulders, and Teflin was hanging in the air, unable to move.

Strange ways to lift people have been added.

In order to avoid resistance, Irushiel’s weapons and equipment were stripped clean by the Pale Warlock.

The pale warlock stared at the opponent for a few seconds, looking at the bright red body of the other party that was stretched and bound and covered with beads of sweat, shaking crazily in front of his eyes, a pair of scarlet-colored full hills, accompanied by the shaking of the body, constantly lifting , Falling, slapped and collided with each other, rippling flesh-colored ripples that evoke blood.

The two elegant and **** vest lines, accompanied by the willow waist without a trace of fat, twist left and right to add a lot of color to this fragrant scenery.

Thanks to the attractive carcass of the other party, the extremely tired Painhes reluctantly regained his energy. After crossing the long forest, he found a natural animal den in the mountains of Asia Minor.

Accompanied by the icy chill of death, waves of dancing ice, snow and white frost rushed out of the warchief’s right hand, flying in the air, screaming, and roaring, like the breath of a white-scaled dragon, and it seemed to cover An avalanche that obscures the sun. Scrambling to enter the cave! In the harsh and merciless howl of the cold wind, in the miserable and desperate wailing of the beasts, the sky of ice and snow completely flooded the owner of the cave and quickly took away the last trace of heat from their bodies.

The warchief stepped on the broken ice and walked vigilantly into the frozen cave. Dozens of wild wolves deprived of their lives by the ice were completely stiff in place, and their whole body was covered with a layer of death white. Frost. Painhurs often breathed a sigh of relief after setting up a few trigger traps at the entrance of the cave.

"Crack!!!"

The pale warlock tried his best to pierce the halberd in his hand into the gap of the rock wall. Teflin, whose hands were tied to the handle of the halberd, found desperately that the other party probably found a halberd higher than two meters Position, he was still hanging in the air, the weight of his whole body was pressed on his arms, and it felt like he was about to dislocate.

"Uh, uh! Uh!!!"

"Shut up!! Thanks to you, I haven't closed my eyes for almost three days, but you fell asleep all the way because of a coma, hanging on a halberd!"

Painhurs knelt down four sturdy and slender pale horseshoes sleepily. His entire body was lying on the sheepskin blanket he was carrying with him. He wanted to get a good night's sleep--it was so remote here, those **** jackals. Demon, shouldn't be chased, right?

However, as soon as he closed his eyes, in the endless darkness, a terrifying scarlet picture appeared. The wolves filled the mountains and plains blocked the cave entrance, and poured a rain of arrows toward the inside of the cave. The two shadow dancers came from Quietly emerged in his own shadow. I finally managed to get out of the cave. A cavalry composed of dark guards and autocratic paladins, accompanied by the sound of horseshoes, wanted to kill by myself...

Painhurs opened his eyes again, the two hearts were beating wildly at an abnormal frequency, and his body skin was also scaryly hot.

No way, the warchief, who was tortured by hallucinations and couldn't sleep at all, had to take out two javelins from Alona's quiver and squeeze them in her palms. The whole talent was a little settled, and the frequency of heartbeats was also slow. reduce.

Then, he used the tip of a cold spear to put his face on his face to cool him down. It took about three or four minutes before he closed his eyes again, and the **** phantom of death also disappeared.

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I don’t know how long it has been, the blood-colored waterfall that fell from the sky hit the cliffs of the Crystal Mountain with heavy blows, splashing flowers of gorgeous and **** bright red night flowers, and the crimson river full of arcane power slowly filled the mountain. Each of the crystal depressions turned into a gulf of ghostly blood-colored lakes.

The warchief quietly opened his eyes. The golden vertical pupils exuded a terrifying cold light. He felt that his mind was no longer groggy, and his body was lighter. More importantly, in this fatigued battle, he was almost exhausted. The spell position was finally restored.

"Well--"

After hearing the abnormal noise of the cave, Na Teflin let out a painful sob, trying to arouse the attention of the warchief. At this moment, she was hungry and cold, hung for a day and night, and had a broken left leg, all over her body in pain The upper and lower sides were covered with crystal beads of sweat, which made her seriously dehydrated, and her lips even began to dry up and cracked.

The pale warlock slowly stood up from the ground and moved cautiously to the outside of the cave. At this moment, that beautiful burning star, just out of the mountains to the east, had half a golden outline, warm sunlight, and laughter. He walked through the tree-lined treetops, and splashed the shattered brilliant light on the pale face of the warchief.

"I was attacking the camp in the early morning. I avoided the chasers in the afternoon and found a hidden cave. It's early morning when I wake up... Have I slept for twelve hours?"

Pain Hess turned his hair in doubt, and Magnus rubbed his sleepy eyes and scarlet head, quietly poking out of the tent made up of two fleshy wings.

"Probably... these days, I have been helping you detect and lure the enemy, and I just woke up."

The warchief shrugged and walked back into the cave. He suddenly found that the halberd was empty, and the shadow dancer who had just been there disappeared above the halberd!

"It seems that after we slept for a whole day, her shadow jumping ability has also recovered. Tsk, it's really easy to use."

The Pale Warlock yawned wearily.

"Look, the position of the halberd has changed, and that guy really has perseverance. He is still struggling with his injuries. I don't know if it hurts to death."

"Aren't you in a hurry? The prisoner you finally caught ran away!"

Magnus frowned and asked suspiciously.

"Why are you in a hurry? Shadow Jump is not a teleportation technique. The distance is pitiful and can only be used for surprise attacks. She broke a leg and was tied with a belt. Where can she escape?"

Painhurs randomly pulled out the shadow dancer from the crack in the rock wall. After struggling all night, he couldn't pull out the large weapon. He threw out a candle at random. The moment the casting material touched the ground, He was completely melted by the blazing arcane spell of the warchief.

Wriggling on the ground, the flowing viscous liquid wax quickly assembled and arranged into three weird purgatory characters, and arranged into three concentric rings. In the center of the ring, the melted wax liquid was arranged into five luminous summons. Door door.

Accompanied by the eerie and piercing crows, the five black purgatory ravens responded to the call of the warlock. Compared with their normal compatriots, they looked more frightening. On the bird's beak and sharp claws, there were many Sharp barbs, eyes gleaming with dazzling blood, they rushed out of the portal door eagerly, and the dark feathers slowly fell to the ground in the noisy and harsh noise.

"Find that Teflin! Find that hybrid of the devil and the human!"

The warchief roared out of the language of purgatory, and ordered these purgatory pets living in the nine hells of Barto and serving the devil to carry out their orders. The five purgatory ravens quickly dispersed, flapping their wings, and flew around. No For a long time, the harsh crows screamed in the south.

"Well!!!"

Hearing the thunder that thundered through the ground with horseshoes, and getting closer and closer to him, Irushiel's eyes widened in horror and despair.

A broken leg, there was no other pack beast nearby. The seriously injured Shadow Dancer had no way to escape, so I had to watch the pale half-man and half-horse, like the wind of winter, rushing to his own. In front of her—well, at this moment of escaping, she barely lifted her blindfold with her arms that were still tied together for a day and night.

The warchief stabbed the halberd fiercely, passed through the opponent's wrist accurately, and lifted it up sharply. The poor fellow was hung in the air again, and the warchief was resisted by the warchief and returned to the cave. The halberd, deeply inserted back into the crack in the rock.

"I will now untie the cloth strip on your mouth. If you dare to call out loudly, I will cut off your tongue."

Playing with a sharp dagger, Painhurs skilfully peeled off the fur and bones of the wild wolves, and cut off their muscles piece by piece, ready to make a hearty breakfast.

"Well--"

Iroxier nodded helplessly. Centaur immediately released the shackles of her mouth. At this moment, the delicate lips, which were severely dehydrated, were as dim as a damp earth, cracked, and moaning in pain, all dumb.

"Tell me your troop allocation, combat plan, and why you are chasing me? I, Pain Hess, is just the chief of a tribe. A person of your level actually cooperates with a wizard who touches the magic of the Nine Rings. Sniper me on the battlefield? Still biting me here? What do you want from me?"

Silence, deathly silence.

"I can provide you with enough fresh water and food, and even restore your legs with magical techniques."

Pain Hess forced himself to chew the raw meat of the beast. There was no clean blood. Under the squeezing of the teeth, the mouth was full of blood. However, the warchief still swallowed it alive. He consumed too much energy and had to be supplemented with high-protein substances. However, firing a barbecue on a fire was tantamount to cooking smoke and exposing the location.

Compared to eating raw meat and death, the former is obviously easier to accept.

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